Phoebe, in high spirits, took a bite of her meat, her eyes twinkling at Theodore, "What else? I''m just in a good mood."


    Mrs. Reynolds couldn''t help butugh, infected by Phoebe''s grin, "Theodore, you worry too much, even about why your wife smiles." Theodore was speechless.@@novelbin@@


    She had the look of a cat who''d just caught a canary, how could he not be concerned?


    However, the words "your wife" hit close to home, marking Phoebe as his in a way no one could contest.


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